Umm, my girlfriend has your name and she knows where I am." She said nervously."Nice to see you too, Carol. If you can relax, come in. I was just gett...ng ready to watch Dave." I said calmly to try and change her mood.She carried a small ditty bag and a store bag with change of clothes in it. She apparently planned to go out after work in any event.She pulled a bottle of Sutter Home from the bag and looked forlornly at the cork, and then to me.I took the bottle and asked her to sit on the love. “I need to teach your wife a lesson,” she replied, keeping a tight grip on Sophie’s hair, as she moved into position behind her bent form. Gripping the shaft of the dildo, she worked the fake cock inside her friend until she bottomed out, her pelvis meeting Sophie’s ass. “Fuck, babe!” she cried out, feeling the rubber appendage bump up against her cervix. “What kind of lesson?” she purred. “Shut the fuck, bitch!” Charlotte demanded, tugging her hair as she slammed as deep as possible. “Fuck!”. “Miles, I’m not here for the brand,” I whispered. “Please, move along. I’ll contact you as soon as I have a moment, but this is not...”He grinned, still trying to take my luggage.“Carstairs, I’m your contact. I know why you’re here. You can wait here ‘till the cows come home, but nobody else will show up, trust me. Look, will it help if I tell you that Rupert sends his best?”That could only be Sir Rupert Dupree. Well him or that bear Paul McCartney likes so much.“I suppose it does,” I said,. The wild flexing of my exploding cock send her over the edge and we both thrashed about in our final orgasm together."Jesus H. Christ, I've never felt anything like that!" Olivia panted."Yeah, no kidding. You were AMAZING, Olivia. But now it's time for you to go. I have to get some sleep and then I HAVE to get back to work. You've more than fulfilled your requirements. I'll write you a note to see my doctor for a morning-after pill and give you another couple hundred for clothes." Wait, that's.